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    BIG TYMERS

    How You Luv That Vol. 2 1998 ©

    Drop It Like It's Hot

    Shhhhh, nigga drinkin don pie, and crystal (Huh Bra?)
    All that in the ass, fuckin these hoes, ballin till we fallin
    Drankin too much, but its all good (all good)
    Its all gravey dog watchin they dogs come out


    Thugged out, when i met the president
    Reeboks and Girbuads, when he came into my residents
    Vest up cuz i aint trust the hoes who we fuckin wit
    Three years in 86 and the mayor supportin mah shit
    Wasnt pickin no cotton for no redneck, Bitch!
    And i wouldnt fuck foxy with another nigga dick
    Been slick doin this shit since 86
    Scarred wit mah neck and my tattoes on mah wrist
    And my motto is i'll fuck a bitch
    Cash checks quick and i done payed my dues to this rap shit
    Competition catchin the blues cuase we comin with that raw shit
    That brown layed down shit
    Stack your cheese wit a tape thats fire slick
    And bees like butter fresh got 'em runnin to the store quick
    And it cost half a ki to see my in the club slick
    And sure 'nuff i dont wanna see no blood slick
    And it cost a whole ki to see me in the stadium, Bitch!
    And ill put that on the bezzle if you dont belive that shit


    I aint givin up shit, everything i got i earned
    Nuthin for free, up in this world is what i learned
    Backdown for what, i know them playas up in that cut
    And they tapin us, my shot they cant wait to bust
    So all you niggaz slow down, you drawin more heat
    I read it in the paper already , they say they gonna sweep
    A brother doin 10-9, im fuckin with you clownz
    Nigga done take his charge, so mah people went down
    Get some were you aint got nuthin to do?
    Im ballin now, i dont time to be fuckin witch you
    Me and chilly ride hod , ready to ball like a dog
    Get full of that hen and that dro' until we fall
    Dont answer the phone , cuase they got us under survalliance
    Look in the real b , You dont know them people tralin?



    Drop, Drop, Drop it like its hot
    Watch out ,watch out drop it like its hot
    Whoa, whoa drop it like its hot
    Watch out ,watch out drop it like its hot



    Who the only nigga you know that'll hassle a bitch
    Who the only nigga you know that'll Harass a bitch
    Fresh miggity, Big Dickity, do the liggity
    Then you my baby boo, Fo shiggity
    You done seen me, got the super weeny
    Ridin with a bitch in the blue Lambourgini
    Muggin while she between me
    Eatin Hizucks, Beatin Dizucks
    Suckin till she catch the Hizucks
    When i shoot the rizzucks, I like 'em i love and i smash
    I hit 'em qiuck in a mash, till the kat K Robbin,Weebon and Bobbin
    Big lip Slobbin on the telephone poles (Whoa)
    The pickle has no heart, in the middle of the dark
    If u cant finish this shit you shouldt have start, with a big-dick birdie man
    23 year old dirty man, pull of yer skirt and then grab your hand
    And let you insert, Da Man




    Baby im'a ctach my cut from saratoga unravelin
    Tryin to twist 'em with the shit, with brite gangsta unravelin
    Runnin of on mah shit, Tryin to take what was mine
    But im'a gip with mah shit from 6 figures to the last dime
    Cieze my bank account and i still got my drug bout
    If i was runnin with them niggaz then i'd be crossed up
    Im'a ball till i fall, What you think i was playin?
    I like cars and broads, but im real with this rap thing
    I still got mah buildins, still gonna make a million
    Im'a slang these rocks, from all the way up, They killin 'em
    Take it how you want it, I aint got shit for the doubt
    Till im finished with the life, asked slim its a mougt


    How you luv that?, Bitch!

    1998 ©




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